Bernie Kosar's home (right) in Florida is on the market. Asking price: $3.5 million. The home includes a 
bizarre-looking sleeping arrangement (below) that seems right out of Thomas Jefferson and Monticello – our third president slept on the first floor in an alcove in the middle of the house (below as well), so he could jump out of bed and immediately spring into action to make wine, grow plants, write something brilliant or design a University. Jefferson did all that and I have trouble with the snooze button. (Don't worry … Sally Hemmings had a secret room.) As for Kosar, here's the details (thanks to Vince Grzegorek and the Cleveland Scene for pointing this one out).
Here's Bernie's bedroom:
And Jefferson's:
Me? I'd rather have this island (right). In fact, this might be the ideal place to retire. Your own island in the Keys. No one around to bother you. Warm weather – intensely invigorating warm weather in the summer – and an afternoon visit to The Afterdecks behind Louie's Backyard in Key West (left) at the ready. The Afterdecks, by the way, might be the finest damn bar you'll ever visit. You might decide to find the finest damn bar in the world, and settle on the Afterdecks. So I'm buying this island – with borrowed money from the Browns – so I can go to the Afterdecks whenever I want.
In case you were wondering, the view from The Afterdecks on a typical day is below. Like I said, you might set out on an epic journey to find the finest damn bar in the world. You could visit five continents, several islands and a few glaciers, and there's a very good chance you'd wind up sitting here all day listening to great music, sipping something appropriate, wearing sunglasses, sandals, shorts and a T-shirt and thinking: "This might be the finest damn bar in the world." This is why I'm buying that island.
Bernie Kosar's sleeping arrangement was just like Thomas Jefferson's sleeping arrangement. Interesting. I wonder if the bankruptcy papers will eventually indicate whether or not Bernie had sex with his slaves.
Nice money-management there, Bernie. The key to avoiding bankruptcy is……(whisper)….."living within your means." And yeah, that includes not buying multi-million dollar mansions.
I give you guys the finest damn bar IN THE WORLD … and all I hear about are Bernie's finances. I'm starting to wonder about my audience.
Pat, count me in on that island purchase…could be the perfect location for Alan's upcoming film if the three of us can ever get out of that bar.
i've got no love for florida and similar subtropical places.
OK, OK, I must admit that is one mighty fine damn bar. And, if you pick up a seashell, put it up to your ear, and listen very closely, you can actually hear Bernie blowing chunks and heaving into the ocean.
No one, but no one, blows chunks at the finest damn bar IN THE WORLD.
Sloppy Joes is the best bar in the world………Terje is just lost, isn't he?
Sloppy Joes?? Bernie probably has his own wing named after him. I can just hear him walk into Sloppy Joes now: "NORM!!!!! … uhh … we mean … BERNIE!!!!!"
By the way, and this has absolutely nothing to do with a bar, a bankruptcy, a boozehound or a bankrupt boozehound slicing a loaf of pumpernickel with a gas-powered chainsaw, but check out the size of this depraved miscreant's head. It's incredible. Compared to the humongous melon sitting on top of this guy's neck, Ted Kennedy has a raisin.
http://blog.cleveland.com/metro/2009/06/thomas_ondreycuyahoga_county_c.html
Big head? Newt Gingrich.
Since the Tam O'Shanter in Lakewood became the much-less-interesting Drink Cafe, I'd have to say you're right, Pat. Sadly I've never been to Key West, but that does indeed appear to currently be the finest bar in the world. Based on my thorough but unscientific research, here would be its competition:
The Cat's Eye, Baltimore (Fell's Point)
Pat O'Brien's, New Orleans
Roman's Oasis, Goodyear AZ
Cap's On the Water, St. Augustine FL
Kelly's Pub, Chicago (Lincoln Park)
The Boathouse, Put-In-Bay
And a hometown pick:
The Beer Engine, Lakewood OH
Discuss…..
after looking at the pictures i realized i've been to this bar.
aside from the view i'm not sure of the appeal.
since i'm a mountain guy i'd much rather have a beer in the pool at chico hot springs.
http://www.chicohotsprings.com/
Uhhh … people know what Key West and a lot of those bars are famous for, right? The Village People didn't sing a song called "Key West" because of the great beach volleyball weather.
from my only time at this bar i didn't get the impression that it was the big gay hangout. more for the parrothead crowd.
Ever seen a gay Parrothead? That is the very definition of pure evil.
It's too bad Bernie had to be exploited like this. There are many in the media, Clevelanders and Miamians who know how charitible he is. If he could have a fraction of what he gave to charity back, Bernie would probably still be a wealthy man today. He was a champion on the gridiron despite how often his defense pulled the rug out from underneath him. In the '86 & '87 AFC Championship games, Bernie engineered offenses that put more than ample points on the board to justify victory. I've got your back, B.K. If you need a place to stay until you get back up on your feet, my door is always open. People can say what they want about Clevelander's, but that's how we roll up here. Most Clevelanders hold out an extended hand during times of adversity while helping others in our area rise above any given hardship. I am still of the belief Bernie's future in wealth and in personal growth lie with the NFL in the form of a coach or a GM. I just hope he realizes it sooner than later. I believe it will help restore his vitality while cleaning up his image.
Better watch it, Steve, he might take you up on your offer. When Bernie starts lounging on your couch eating potato chips while watching reruns of American Gladiators in nothing but his underpants, don't say I didn't tell you so.l
i'll buy it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!